Today as it seems to frustrutate with all idiosyncrosies in my life, rather admiting a verge to posponde an event, my inner complexes does’nt quite reveil it’s true essence. A little boy with catchphrase “dmatriz”, into which all phrases of villiany has been ruled out. Absolute disregard for any concern beyond my purposes. But I seem to be a most complicated and interesting character as because, I defy easy pigeonholing and more like a sensational man. Like a protagonist who seems not be concerned with morality as defined by society…But why ‘m I subjected to this verge of conceptional vision ?
I must define my purpose of existence in a clear version,as being a menance and a man with robust virility with a peculiar blend of panache.My mannerism seems arresting, and dreams grandiose and vision doomed. My swaggering bravao as it seems writing “Fast philosophy”, But why does it tend to restrain me, for some strange conceptions of what…. money, duty or honor, rather I like being a deadly enigma whose motivations are forever beyond everyone. My looks are brutal and uncompromising, and a quite complicated charater, even if defined by physicality. My brutality (towards my family, my friends, and even myself, not to mention te odd opponent or two) is matched by the raw courage, not only in real life but also in dark, with myself, my flaws, and consequences of life. Like the life of a sociopath, like Willim Munny where he has got a name , a past but no future. I seem to have self-conscience, but my tommorow only seems death - persumably for myself. I am possed with a morbid sense of humour, a sly of nobility and a manly willingness to engage into violence at any moment. Being a weary man, I do have a quaint willingness to stand and face the consequences of choices openly, with a head too large to stick out. Like Michael Corleone in The Godfather, something that sepeartes me from being just another charming bastrad. No belief, disgarace in a swirling ring, vortex of nihilistic lies and deception… a vortex entirely of my own making.And even here, I am isn’t easy to be liked..
